Something to foresee
Cannibalism is the key
Boiling the raw flesh
Living off their deaths
Chopping the corpse to shreds
Clothing soaked with red
Intestinal bowels of feed
Where will this addiction lead
Drinking all their blood
Smoking the stimulant bud
To help me cope
To be cured is what I hope
Looking for my food
My way of life is crude
To addiction I've become a slave
Human flesh is what I crave
What's become of me
I can't understand this way
It beckons me
For these ways I must pay
What's become of me
Flesh at any price
It beckons me
Morbid sacrifice